After our fortnight in the States, TBH had to go back to work. The kids and I had one more week however, and spent a few days at my Mum and Dad’s home near Lincoln. Given some children to provide him with an excuse, my Dad likes nothing better than a trip to Sundown Adventureland, so whilst he and Mum took the kids for a day of rides on the ’Pirate Flume’ and the Robin Hood Railway etc. I caught a bus to Caistor with a plan to walk a bit of the Viking Way, along the Lincolnshire Wolds, and finish with a bus home from Market Rasen.
Church of St. John the Baptist at Nettleton.
It’s a while ago now, and I can’t remember the details, but there must have been some of the usual camera muppetry – low batteries or missing memory card – because I didn’t take many photos.
The valley of Nettleton Beck
From the village of Nettleton, the Viking Way winds up the rather lovely valley of Nettleton Beck. I remember that there was some unexpected bogginess, a herd of white cattle, and another, large, herd, in a mixture of shades and styles with a huge bull amongst them.
Dad was born and raised in nearby Osgodby and this whole area has family associations. Across a couple of fields from the route is Nettleton Top mine where my Grandfather worked as the Store Keeper during the 1940s. Dad tells me that he remembers riding on his father’s handlebars on his way to the mine.
A Wold’s top track.
The sun was shining, the walking was pleasant and very quiet. The Wolds are only little hills, but little hills amongst pretty flat country, so the views are extensive: power-stations in Yorkshire and, more impressively, Lincoln Cathedral standing proud of the Lincoln Edge. (Another hill in an area renowned for not having any hills.)
St. Peter’s Church at Normanby le Wold – apparently the highest church in Lincolnshire.
I found a very pleasant spot to eat my pack-up and then dropped down to the village of Walesby. Slightly above Walesby stands the so-called ‘Rambler’s Church’.
All Saints or the ‘The Rambler’s Church’ at Walesby
A window, donated by the Grimsby branch of the Rambler’s Association.
After Walesby there’s some unusual farming: first farmed deer, then pedigree Lincoln Longwool sheep at Risby Grange. (Where, if you intend to walk this way, it’s worth knowing that there is an unmanned shop/shed with an honesty box – I can recommend the Elderflower and Gooseberry ice-cream.) Then there’s an unusual farm, Castle Farm, which looks a bit like…well, a castle.
I dropped down to Tealby for a couple of pints at the King’s Head, a picturesque thatched pub.
From Tealby I left the Viking Way and followed the course of the River Rase into Willingham Woods and hence to Market Rasen. A very satisfying outing.